Three weeks later,“The Alpha King is dead, she's just hiding him in his chamber.”“The ministers are bothered to enthrone a new King since she's still pregnant….”“It is said that she killed him to avenge the death of her parents….”Rumors are spreading around the Pack, and Freya is the most haunted about it. There is a secret not even she knew, but that would come to light when it's due. She doesn't wish for all her hard work to be in vain.If Arthur doesn't wake up—even if it would be a miracle, she would be a loser. It has been finally exposed that the maid who claimed to be bearing the Alpha’s child is an impersonator and is Elora. For accusing the King and impersonating, her penalty is death, and the ones that had her backed up, including the Beta, Flarry, and his men, the Ministers, will all be executed.But, one thing has to be sure. The only one who would order the execution is the Alpha King. he needs to wake up, to save Freya from that hell, or they will all succeed, thereb
She admired the width and exquisite artwork decorating the main gate of the palace as she stood in front of it. She scoffs as she moves closer to the fence, hoping to avoid drawing attention from the guards, and then she leaps inside the palace compound. Seventeen years have passed since she left this mansion. A day that is constantly a nightmare and one she will never forget. That day, she lost her parents at the hands of the pack's ruling family. Freya is the Alpha Princess whose parents were murdered seventeen years ago. She is the little girl who ran for her life after witnessing her parents die. She ran into the woods, having nowhere else to go, and ended up as a rogue. Freya has been living as a secret assassin for seventeen years, carrying out missions for people just so she can survive, and she has promised to avenge her parents' deaths at any time so she can reclaim her throne. She is now on a mission to eliminate the Alpha King of the Oasis Pack. Alpha Arthur is the son o
Councils of all ranks, from high to low, crowded the hall. They had been convened by the Alpha because he needed to inform them about his acting Luna, and his parents would be notified as well. Freya followed the King as he entered. The voices from Flarry's warning replayed themselves in her head as she went alongside him. "Are you sure becoming the acting Luna of the man you want murdered is the right course of action? Do you believe everything will turn out the way you had intended?” She tried pushing it out of her by pushing her head, but it persisted. “Remember that we share a goal and that you are mine, Freya. I will not spare any of you if you ever fall in love with him.” Having finally let those words go, she wiped her face. "Flarry, I refuse to fall for him. I will never fall in love with my enemy. This is my one chance to do the task you assigned me and exact my retribution.” She answered that way, and she meant it. She despises this man more than words can express, yet i
Her eyes glowed as she glanced at Arthur. She was not sure if it was sympathy, rage, hate, or anguish for him. She closed her eyes to push the memory of his mother smacking him from her mind. "Are you alright?" With a nod, she responded to his question. "The next room is yours, so make yourself at home, and do not ever catch me off guard again, for I will not take your side for anything." He stated in her hearing. She licked her lips. "If I can't, what does that imply..." "I do not love you and do not intend to do so." He raised his head. She could sense the sorrow in those eyes, which made her wonder how long he had endured such humiliation at the hands of his parents. The fact that his father made no move indicates that he either supports it or that his mother is more strong than him. "I never wanted Luna, Freya, but I am doing this to have an heir to the throne. And because we met and you gave it voluntarily, I will make sure you are the mother of my kid." He approached his bed
Freya stood by the window, gazing out at the pitch-blackness that enveloped the entire area. She cast a quick glance at the closet, which had all of the clothing that Alpha had instructed the maids to bring for her. "I should acquire that file; it will not pass tonight." Shutting the curtain, she considered. A voice spoke to her at that moment. “Flarry!” She said, smiling subtly. "What strategy do you have? I want that jerk dead.” Through a mind connection, Flarry said to her. She let out a gasp. "Leave everything to me; I want him dead more than you do. I can not just kill him off so quickly; he need to endure the agony I did for all these years and then beg to die in my arms. Simply watch and see." She gave him her word. She is the greatest assassin Flarry has ever taught, therefore he trusts her. "Just make sure that nobody finds out who you are." "That is a vow!" She instantly disconnected the mind link and walked to the bed. She had left the palace in the evening on Alpha's or
It was late at night, so she was hesitant to mind-link Flarry, as she had previously thought. She needed to tell him about the file and the hair that had been removed so she could get some ideas from him, so she waited patiently until the next morning. As she prepared to open the door in the morning, she heard a guard whisper to another that the guards were gathered in the palace field and that they would engage in sequential combat with the Alpha. "Is he really that sad to be holding something like this? What if he gets killed by one of them who hates him?" the other guard inquired. She pressed herself against the wall so she could hear them clearly. "That is not possible, not in this palace," the guard who initiated the conversation answered, and they parted ways. Freya squinted as she considered what they had said. "Is it really possible for something like this to happen? Then it means he has a foe watching him." She raised her eyebrows. "Since he is my bait, I have to save him f
She was well aware that Arthur would not be able to evade the motion of the assassin in disguise who was pursuing him, not even with the two swords he was holding. Since the warrior shares the same movements as the other assassins Flarry trains, she assumes that he is an assassin. Additionally, since she is the only assassin under Flarry with a special kind of swordplay, Flarry does not have complete control over her. "I can not watch you die while I still have not gotten what I want. I must save you, or my time in this palace will come to an end and I will be unable to obtain the royal file." She stood up from her seat and stepped into the field, causing commotion among those watching. Realizing that she would not make it to the field in time, she pulled out the sword of a standing guard and hurled it straight at the assassin in disguise. The assassin's sword struck the sword, causing it to fall to the ground. The assassin turned to face her, their eyes meeting, but she could feel
"We will complete everything at night!" She knew they were leaving the room after hearing that last statement, so she hid in a corner. She continued to snoop around to find out their identities and appearances. The doctor left, and a young man with a white beard trailed behind. A flash of memory crossed her mind. She remembered that face, that beard, being stroked the instant her mother was lying on the ground, stabbed. It was him, the leader of the gang assigned to kill her parents. He did it, and now he is chasing her as well. She shook her head, thinking, "I wonder who he killed thinking that it was me. I will not let you go unharmed since we crossed paths again. We will see each other tonight." She emerged from her secret alcove and started making her way to her room. She has a ton of work to do. She must look in Luna's room for the file, after which she must take action regarding the buried corpse and her past. “Flarry, “ she mind-linked him. "How can I make my background more